drunk off wine ( Read more... )

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tell me something ( Read more... )

p.s i am lonely.

i love ( Read more... )

when did i start being so terrible at this?
i'm sorry.
i'm coming back.
cross my heart.

when i see you ( Read more... )

i can no longer breathe out of my nose ( Read more... )

and so i come
and disappear
i feel like i can no longer
write for pleasure
i'm sick of these keys and
computer screen
and switching between windows
and charting financial aid dates
i want to scoop a hole
into the wooden floorboards
for my body to fall into
dive into the wreck, dive into the wrecki want nothing more but warmth ( Read more... )